Chapter 321: 342 - Temple of Consciousness, open.
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"Well, I can't move anymore."
Oswald's clenching fist was on the chest of the political sect. The cane is held in his hand, and he pokes deeply into the heart of the political sect.
Without a response to the pain, the political ministry said.
"All this is what you yourselves invited. I wish I could have had a normal life. That would have been nice if I could have sent a normal routine. You're the ones who took it. I think how many people on earth have suffered that exhaling disdain of yours. I think how many people saw the gray sky. You are mistaken. It's only when the weak gain power that someone gets hurt. But I will not make any difference to you before or after that. Instead, someone somewhere just goes unknown and desperate. You guys don't notice. The weak who gain strength become invincible. Even a screaming tragedy won't do you any more than bypass. But that's fine, you guys are intact. But it won't happen again. We resent our lack of imagination. You can't be saved. Do that for the rest of your life. You just have to be sympathetic to others, intoxicated by your normality,"
It was a powerless voice as if it had lost its prestige.
Oswald's stabbed wand enters the process of sealing, and the political sect is wrapped in a thread of five colors. To the way it looked, the area was quiet.
"Why are you doing this..."
Regretful Patrick.
The wind pressure around them subsides.
political sect said.
"This is even the sight they wanted."
Patrick denies it in tears. "No, there's no way."
One said.
"I wanted to make amends. I wanted to help you..."
"That's an unusual help, one article. You betrayed me."
Oswald said, "The traitor is your lord."
"You, possessed by Adams' ideas, are no longer capable. You have no thought. Whatever you think with your old brain, all you come out with is rotten, stinky, thankful words. Nothing is more boring and pathetic than words of old age. I'm taking my time with the wind front lights."
"... don't hold it for long, but be nice for a while"
Pampered and slapped his hand, and Adams said to the Spirit Kings.
"Come on, guys, the time has come. I need your help."
It was childish language.
The five Spirit Kings glowed in their respective colors. Then the guardians fell from their knees on the spot, all at once.
"Patrick!"
Sarah ran over worried. I also rushed over to Fiora regarding Borut. But the other three bodies are stagnant over the sky without being slightly mobile.
"Salamander, Borut. Say goodbye to your husband."
The two turned to Adams at the same time, bewildered.
"Use the life force of the guardian for sealing. I can't help it."
"What do you mean..." said Sarah.
"It means dying. The Guardian finishes his role today and concurrently ends his life"
"No! …" said Borut.
"What do you mean…? Dear Adams..."
Sierra woke up her body as she supported her powerless body with both arms.
"... a lot of energy."
Neither Zephyr nor Eliza can get up at all.
"The seal of the king of the abyss is a generation's decision. This is not just the sealing magic there. Even Zephyr's enlarged presence will disappear after this seal. You can't capture a king without hurting your life and existence so badly."
"I know... did you decide," Sierra said.
"Regardless."
"Really?"
Khalifa and Adolph appealed together. He told me to call off the seal. But Adams says the seal has already begun and doesn't fit in.
I heard a laugh at such a sight. A political sect.
"Huhahahahahahahaha! - Bad men and saints are a piece of paper. You guys don't know that. This happens because I don't know. Zephyr, Eliza, Elf woman, Patrick, Sierra. You guys don't think this is a big deal, do you? No, you're not, you're dying for nothing! You were given your lives by a great wizard. It would be hard to see and understand, but hey, this is no different than the fact that I've been killing people. You guys have been betrayed by Adams."
political sect said.
"I have no sympathy"
The thread that was reaching out of the guardian's hand was cut. All the threads of light bind the political sect.
Not having reacted in any way to being sealed, the political ministry said Niyaniya.
"I remember everything you humans did to me. I'll always remember, time stops from then on. The days of abandonment begin. You guys have killed me that day, I will always remain imprisoned in those days. The people around us forget, they all live for it. I'm the only one who keeps wandering those days, looking up at the gray skies ahead of despair. Fine... I'll keep wandering forever. I am immortal. My very existence is an instant tragedy! The memories of the tragedy will not go away."
The political sect was tied by a thread on each arm. It's like a silkworm. But he broke through with force, and put out only his right arm.
"I thought we should end this. I've been thinking about it. I have an imagination, that's why I've seen this sight so many times. When everyone has time to accuse and deny me... I'll give you guys the same disease as I do. So let's say goodbye for a while."
As soon as the political sect reached into the sky, the body of three spiritual kings over the sky and two spiritual kings on the earth stopped perfectly. As if rigid.
"... hey, what did you do!
Adams' voice sideways. "You know the otherworldly syndrome?," said the political ministry.
Five spiritual kings had been drawn before the eyes of the political ministry. Can't you get your hands off a wand stabbed in the bosom of a political sect, Oswald can't even turn to the Spirit King behind you. I can't help but stare at the political sect in front of me.
"Don't worry, I won't waste this seal"
That's what the political sect said, firstly, with his right hand and Oswald's arm cut down.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
There were seconds before I realized the pain.
On Oswald's forehead screaming as he held down one arm, the political ministry gently decoped to bounce off even the dangouts. A refreshing, obnoxious sound echoed around as if the rubber ball had burst.
There was no head up from Oswald's neck, and the meat was open like the tip of a used bamboo.
"Dear uncle..."
Zells crumbles from knee to ground with his expression.
The political sect grabbed Sarah's hair on the back of her head.
"I knew you were a fool in the abyss."
Soon after Sarah said that, the political ministry laughed.
"You are the fool who describes the abyss as a fool. Man is an abyss, and the abyss is man. This world that flourishes on the basis of its ideas, foolish of the abyss, is crap. I'll finish it. You don't have to be King of Spirits anymore."
Blood clouds black and the second is dull. Sarah intuitively feared, frightened and lost her words.
"- Flip prank"
The political sect said pleasantly.
And I changed Sarah's appearance.
Beautiful woman's flesh instantly swelled up and became huge as she saw it - "Ugh, uhh..."
"Sarah......"
Patrick reaches out in agony. But it was too late.
The glittering glossy clothes of Arabia and the beautiful woman's skin, hair and beauty were all enlarged and reshaped.
It had eight legs. Each leg, thick and firm, was as flexible as a tentacle, dancing with a twist and a number of suckers were visible. And it was emitting a raw odor, a strange odor.
Octopus. A giant octopus the size of a mountain with blue and white skin.
"Kraken...... rule the sea of Banome, don't let anyone get away"
Kraken's trumpet-like ambition rocked the air.
Is there no more Sarah's consciousness there? He flew straight into the air and disappeared towards the sea.
"Sa, la......"
It was the last time I saw the back of a distant octopus. Patrick's consciousness disappeared.
The political sect changed the spirits in turn.
He transformed Vorut, the Spirit King of Thunder, into a giant two-legged boar and named him Behemoth.
He transformed Undine, the Spirit King of the Water, into a shadow whose whole body burns, and named him Ifried.
He turned the earthy Spirit King Gnome into a lightning bolt that could play bee, and named it Thor.
And when I tried to get my hands on Silf, the Windy Spirit King of Sierra,
"Masamune, no more..."
That's what Sierra left behind, losing her last power. He fell to the ground softly and did not move after that. The inversion was not made in time, and the spirits who finished their service also disappeared after their lives.
To the death of Sierra, the political ministry did not even turn around.
"Oh, my God."
Adams was in the process of regret moving to despair. Perspectives are rocking on the ground.
The seal has left Oswald's hand and has already stalled at the chest of the political sect. The Spirit King also lost it. Four of them were scattered to Banome as demons.
"Romero, open the gates of the Temple of Consciousness. Don't touch the Demons or the Beasts."
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"Wait... okay, no more," Adams pleaded. "It's not just Banome, this world breaks. They're gonna disappear!
"Not that I care about you," said the political ministry. "The sea is now Kraken's, you can't leave this continent trying to thirst. The earth belongs to Behemoth, and the sky belongs to Thor and Ifried. ruled by demons, and -"
All the doors of both openings, which had filled the great sky, opened. It's dark inside, and the darkness is spreading. The bumps and red eyes began to appear and soon became countless. They were all demons.
"It's over," Adams knelt down on the spot.
"- Scared by the demons unleashed on the wild."
A black shadow popping out of the door simultaneously. It's like a massive colony of ants with leaking nest holes.
The demons talk. The sky was filled with laughter and speech, which gradually spread to the earth as well. He is as varied as a monster.
All the soldiers waiting on the horizon set up their weapons. But in an instant he opens his mouth to the number of demons who turned the sky into a dark cloud. It's over - each of them understood death without knowing it.
"Start a different world than this. As punishment for invading my world, I'll show you humans a fun, fun different world. You'll see a little, everyone understands. The sun will never shine again. It's an endless night to visit…"
A fire ran in the sky. I thought maybe a lightning bolt ran.
And covered in dark clouds. The dark clouds gradually turned red. It made a gobbling sound and turned into a red sky with blue and yellow lightning running. It is the effect of fire and thunder by demons. The world is dyeing red.
On earth the invasion by Behemoth and the demons begins just now. First all the troops on the horizon would be opponents, but it was the demons who had already filled the horizon.
"It's stunning..."
Nem weakened and collapsed off his knees beside the political sect that said so.
All the sealed threads are concentrated on the chest and the rest only activates. Until then, the political sect is free. Your legs move, your arms move.
"Sister Sierra, Patrick... everyone"
It was Nem's voice.
"... there are people who lie. Sierra and Patrick were fooled by him. The deaths of the two men happened in such a way that they could not be stopped."
"Your husband... why do you look so fine?
"Hmm?"
"Sister Sierra is dead, isn't she? No more Toa or Suphilia..."
He had a voice that stuck his breath. Disturbed breathing like hyperventilation.
"Right," Politburo said calmly. "It's just you now. Nem."
"It's your husband's fault."
"... eh"
"It's your husband's fault!
Nem screamed. The grief's too distracting, and nem still screams.
"Nem......"
"Your husband killed you, both Toa and Sufilia. Now even Sierra...... all my nem loved ones are going to die!
"Nem, humans have always discriminated against beasts like Nem, that's why you should die. If humans were gone and only beasts and demons would be a little better off."
"It's a fantasy!
"Fantasy... that's not true," the political sect shrugged.
"Your husband just admires you, he just talks about his dreams! Look at more reality, it's all your husband did!
"Yes, yes," Politburo said to give up the child. "You'll get used to it soon. Demons only attack humans. This world is kind to Nem -"
- Nem stabbed himself in the neck with a dagger.
"... nem?
"Gu, uh..."
"Nem!"
The political ministry took Nem, who shed red blood from his neck and fell beside him, with both hands.
"Nem, what are you doing!
"Oops..."
But Nem never spoke again. Slowly he closed his eyes and, quietly, took his breath away in the arms of his political ministry.
Silently for a while, the political ministry was watching Nem. I never spoke of anything. Nem doesn't talk about anything anymore.
The political sect's eyes were terribly open and terribly empty. I don't know where I'm looking, as if my point of view isn't right.
Standing by, Romero looks like a good butler on his spine.
Under the eyes of the political ministry that raised his face were Zellus, Sieg, Khalifa and Adolph, Reinhardt and the White King Knights, Adams and the observer. And one article. One article had his hands on Patrick and Sierra's bodies, sparing him a goodbye.
Each was exhausted. It's spiritual.
Everyone, including Adams, is down on the ground and desperate. The expression is blank.
"Hidakama Samune, is this the end your Lord wanted?
To the voice of Adams, the political ministry turned with shaky eyes in the direction of the day after tomorrow.
"Well, this is all the result of the Lord's actions. No, I haven't seen the results yet. From now on, the world will perish. First of all, Banome. Death begins so much that it is no longer grief or anything, such as the death of such a beast man."
The figure of the political sect instantly disappeared. The next time I showed up, I had a tense look of anger in front of Adams.
"Gu......"
Adams was slowly lifted with his neck grabbed by the political ministry.
"Oh, be angry, don't be. Heh, heh. Ha ha."
Adams laughed bitterly.
The eyes of the political sect were open, more than necessary. It's like I don't have an emotional color when I say my white eyes are so tight that I can see them. It's still blank.
"What, are you regretting something?
His neck was grabbed by a political sect, and Adams exploded.
Black ashy shadows scattered around. Their presence, instantaneously scattered over many kilometers, drew and converged within the political clergy in a second or two.
No one, nothing, reacted to the death of Adams in front of me. Probably because death wasn't uncommon now.
After a while, Sieg rose up gently. Hazy eyes and a blue look. I approached the political sect with a long machete in my hand.
……
Shut up without saying anything, he stabbed a knife in the political sect. It was a powerless, full poke.
The blade tip distorted the skin of the political sect forward and at the end of the day it broke properly. The knife slipped off his hand and Sieg whispered, "Die." I tried to hit him.
The political sect waves one hand softly so as to drive away the cobae. After the sound of cutting off the air, Zeke's appearance became much more red fog and disappeared.
In front of the political sect, only his hip-to-top legs stood.
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"Well, I can't move anymore."
Oswald's clenching fist was on the chest of the political sect. The cane is held in his hand, and he pokes deeply into the heart of the political sect.
Without a response to the pain, the political ministry said.
"All this is what you yourselves invited. I wish I could have had a normal life. That would have been nice if I could have sent a normal routine. You're the ones who took it. I think how many people on earth have suffered that exhaling disdain of yours. I think how many people saw the gray sky. You are mistaken. It's only when the weak gain power that someone gets hurt. But I will not make any difference to you before or after that. Instead, someone somewhere just goes unknown and desperate. You guys don't notice. The weak who gain strength become invincible. Even a screaming tragedy won't do you any more than bypass. But that's fine, you guys are intact. But it won't happen again. We resent our lack of imagination. You can't be saved. Do that for the rest of your life. You just have to be sympathetic to others, intoxicated by your normality,"
It was a powerless voice as if it had lost its prestige.
Oswald's stabbed wand enters the process of sealing, and the political sect is wrapped in a thread of five colors. To the way it looked, the area was quiet.
"Why are you doing this..."
Regretful Patrick.
The wind pressure around them subsides.
political sect said.
"This is even the sight they wanted."
Patrick denies it in tears. "No, there's no way."
One said.
"I wanted to make amends. I wanted to help you..."
"That's an unusual help, one article. You betrayed me."
Oswald said, "The traitor is your lord."
"You, possessed by Adams' ideas, are no longer capable. You have no thought. Whatever you think with your old brain, all you come out with is rotten, stinky, thankful words. Nothing is more boring and pathetic than words of old age. I'm taking my time with the wind front lights."
"... don't hold it for long, but be nice for a while"
Pampered and slapped his hand, and Adams said to the Spirit Kings.
"Come on, guys, the time has come. I need your help."
It was childish language.
The five Spirit Kings glowed in their respective colors. Then the guardians fell from their knees on the spot, all at once.
"Patrick!"
Sarah ran over worried. I also rushed over to Fiora regarding Borut. But the other three bodies are stagnant over the sky without being slightly mobile.
"Salamander, Borut. Say goodbye to your husband."
The two turned to Adams at the same time, bewildered.
"Use the life force of the guardian for sealing. I can't help it."
"What do you mean..." said Sarah.
"It means dying. The Guardian finishes his role today and concurrently ends his life"
"No! …" said Borut.
"What do you mean…? Dear Adams..."
Sierra woke up her body as she supported her powerless body with both arms.
"... a lot of energy."
Neither Zephyr nor Eliza can get up at all.
"The seal of the king of the abyss is a generation's decision. This is not just the sealing magic there. Even Zephyr's enlarged presence will disappear after this seal. You can't capture a king without hurting your life and existence so badly."
"I know... did you decide," Sierra said.
"Regardless."
"Really?"
Khalifa and Adolph appealed together. He told me to call off the seal. But Adams says the seal has already begun and doesn't fit in.
I heard a laugh at such a sight. A political sect.
"Huhahahahahahahaha! - Bad men and saints are a piece of paper. You guys don't know that. This happens because I don't know. Zephyr, Eliza, Elf woman, Patrick, Sierra. You guys don't think this is a big deal, do you? No, you're not, you're dying for nothing! You were given your lives by a great wizard. It would be hard to see and understand, but hey, this is no different than the fact that I've been killing people. You guys have been betrayed by Adams."
political sect said.
"I have no sympathy"
The thread that was reaching out of the guardian's hand was cut. All the threads of light bind the political sect.
Not having reacted in any way to being sealed, the political ministry said Niyaniya.
"I remember everything you humans did to me. I'll always remember, time stops from then on. The days of abandonment begin. You guys have killed me that day, I will always remain imprisoned in those days. The people around us forget, they all live for it. I'm the only one who keeps wandering those days, looking up at the gray skies ahead of despair. Fine... I'll keep wandering forever. I am immortal. My very existence is an instant tragedy! The memories of the tragedy will not go away."
The political sect was tied by a thread on each arm. It's like a silkworm. But he broke through with force, and put out only his right arm.
"I thought we should end this. I've been thinking about it. I have an imagination, that's why I've seen this sight so many times. When everyone has time to accuse and deny me... I'll give you guys the same disease as I do. So let's say goodbye for a while."
As soon as the political sect reached into the sky, the body of three spiritual kings over the sky and two spiritual kings on the earth stopped perfectly. As if rigid.
"... hey, what did you do!
Adams' voice sideways. "You know the otherworldly syndrome?," said the political ministry.
Five spiritual kings had been drawn before the eyes of the political ministry. Can't you get your hands off a wand stabbed in the bosom of a political sect, Oswald can't even turn to the Spirit King behind you. I can't help but stare at the political sect in front of me.
"Don't worry, I won't waste this seal"
That's what the political sect said, firstly, with his right hand and Oswald's arm cut down.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
There were seconds before I realized the pain.
On Oswald's forehead screaming as he held down one arm, the political ministry gently decoped to bounce off even the dangouts. A refreshing, obnoxious sound echoed around as if the rubber ball had burst.
There was no head up from Oswald's neck, and the meat was open like the tip of a used bamboo.
"Dear uncle..."
Zells crumbles from knee to ground with his expression.
The political sect grabbed Sarah's hair on the back of her head.
"I knew you were a fool in the abyss."
Soon after Sarah said that, the political ministry laughed.
"You are the fool who describes the abyss as a fool. Man is an abyss, and the abyss is man. This world that flourishes on the basis of its ideas, foolish of the abyss, is crap. I'll finish it. You don't have to be King of Spirits anymore."
Blood clouds black and the second is dull. Sarah intuitively feared, frightened and lost her words.
"- Flip prank"
The political sect said pleasantly.
And I changed Sarah's appearance.
Beautiful woman's flesh instantly swelled up and became huge as she saw it - "Ugh, uhh..."
"Sarah......"
Patrick reaches out in agony. But it was too late.
The glittering glossy clothes of Arabia and the beautiful woman's skin, hair and beauty were all enlarged and reshaped.
It had eight legs. Each leg, thick and firm, was as flexible as a tentacle, dancing with a twist and a number of suckers were visible. And it was emitting a raw odor, a strange odor.
Octopus. A giant octopus the size of a mountain with blue and white skin.
"Kraken...... rule the sea of Banome, don't let anyone get away"
Kraken's trumpet-like ambition rocked the air.
Is there no more Sarah's consciousness there? He flew straight into the air and disappeared towards the sea.
"Sa, la......"
It was the last time I saw the back of a distant octopus. Patrick's consciousness disappeared.
The political sect changed the spirits in turn.
He transformed Vorut, the Spirit King of Thunder, into a giant two-legged boar and named him Behemoth.
He transformed Undine, the Spirit King of the Water, into a shadow whose whole body burns, and named him Ifried.
He turned the earthy Spirit King Gnome into a lightning bolt that could play bee, and named it Thor.
And when I tried to get my hands on Silf, the Windy Spirit King of Sierra,
"Masamune, no more..."
That's what Sierra left behind, losing her last power. He fell to the ground softly and did not move after that. The inversion was not made in time, and the spirits who finished their service also disappeared after their lives.
To the death of Sierra, the political ministry did not even turn around.
"Oh, my God."
Adams was in the process of regret moving to despair. Perspectives are rocking on the ground.
The seal has left Oswald's hand and has already stalled at the chest of the political sect. The Spirit King also lost it. Four of them were scattered to Banome as demons.
"Romero, open the gates of the Temple of Consciousness. Don't touch the Demons or the Beasts."
[]/(exp, adj-na) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk)
"Wait... okay, no more," Adams pleaded. "It's not just Banome, this world breaks. They're gonna disappear!
"Not that I care about you," said the political ministry. "The sea is now Kraken's, you can't leave this continent trying to thirst. The earth belongs to Behemoth, and the sky belongs to Thor and Ifried. ruled by demons, and -"
All the doors of both openings, which had filled the great sky, opened. It's dark inside, and the darkness is spreading. The bumps and red eyes began to appear and soon became countless. They were all demons.
"It's over," Adams knelt down on the spot.
"- Scared by the demons unleashed on the wild."
A black shadow popping out of the door simultaneously. It's like a massive colony of ants with leaking nest holes.
The demons talk. The sky was filled with laughter and speech, which gradually spread to the earth as well. He is as varied as a monster.
All the soldiers waiting on the horizon set up their weapons. But in an instant he opens his mouth to the number of demons who turned the sky into a dark cloud. It's over - each of them understood death without knowing it.
"Start a different world than this. As punishment for invading my world, I'll show you humans a fun, fun different world. You'll see a little, everyone understands. The sun will never shine again. It's an endless night to visit…"
A fire ran in the sky. I thought maybe a lightning bolt ran.
And covered in dark clouds. The dark clouds gradually turned red. It made a gobbling sound and turned into a red sky with blue and yellow lightning running. It is the effect of fire and thunder by demons. The world is dyeing red.
On earth the invasion by Behemoth and the demons begins just now. First all the troops on the horizon would be opponents, but it was the demons who had already filled the horizon.
"It's stunning..."
Nem weakened and collapsed off his knees beside the political sect that said so.
All the sealed threads are concentrated on the chest and the rest only activates. Until then, the political sect is free. Your legs move, your arms move.
"Sister Sierra, Patrick... everyone"
It was Nem's voice.
"... there are people who lie. Sierra and Patrick were fooled by him. The deaths of the two men happened in such a way that they could not be stopped."
"Your husband... why do you look so fine?
"Hmm?"
"Sister Sierra is dead, isn't she? No more Toa or Suphilia..."
He had a voice that stuck his breath. Disturbed breathing like hyperventilation.
"Right," Politburo said calmly. "It's just you now. Nem."
"It's your husband's fault."
"... eh"
"It's your husband's fault!
Nem screamed. The grief's too distracting, and nem still screams.
"Nem......"
"Your husband killed you, both Toa and Sufilia. Now even Sierra...... all my nem loved ones are going to die!
"Nem, humans have always discriminated against beasts like Nem, that's why you should die. If humans were gone and only beasts and demons would be a little better off."
"It's a fantasy!
"Fantasy... that's not true," the political sect shrugged.
"Your husband just admires you, he just talks about his dreams! Look at more reality, it's all your husband did!
"Yes, yes," Politburo said to give up the child. "You'll get used to it soon. Demons only attack humans. This world is kind to Nem -"
- Nem stabbed himself in the neck with a dagger.
"... nem?
"Gu, uh..."
"Nem!"
The political ministry took Nem, who shed red blood from his neck and fell beside him, with both hands.
"Nem, what are you doing!
"Oops..."
But Nem never spoke again. Slowly he closed his eyes and, quietly, took his breath away in the arms of his political ministry.
Silently for a while, the political ministry was watching Nem. I never spoke of anything. Nem doesn't talk about anything anymore.
The political sect's eyes were terribly open and terribly empty. I don't know where I'm looking, as if my point of view isn't right.
Standing by, Romero looks like a good butler on his spine.
Under the eyes of the political ministry that raised his face were Zellus, Sieg, Khalifa and Adolph, Reinhardt and the White King Knights, Adams and the observer. And one article. One article had his hands on Patrick and Sierra's bodies, sparing him a goodbye.
Each was exhausted. It's spiritual.
Everyone, including Adams, is down on the ground and desperate. The expression is blank.
"Hidakama Samune, is this the end your Lord wanted?
To the voice of Adams, the political ministry turned with shaky eyes in the direction of the day after tomorrow.
"Well, this is all the result of the Lord's actions. No, I haven't seen the results yet. From now on, the world will perish. First of all, Banome. Death begins so much that it is no longer grief or anything, such as the death of such a beast man."
The figure of the political sect instantly disappeared. The next time I showed up, I had a tense look of anger in front of Adams.
"Gu......"
Adams was slowly lifted with his neck grabbed by the political ministry.
"Oh, be angry, don't be. Heh, heh. Ha ha."
Adams laughed bitterly.
The eyes of the political sect were open, more than necessary. It's like I don't have an emotional color when I say my white eyes are so tight that I can see them. It's still blank.
"What, are you regretting something?
His neck was grabbed by a political sect, and Adams exploded.
Black ashy shadows scattered around. Their presence, instantaneously scattered over many kilometers, drew and converged within the political clergy in a second or two.
No one, nothing, reacted to the death of Adams in front of me. Probably because death wasn't uncommon now.
After a while, Sieg rose up gently. Hazy eyes and a blue look. I approached the political sect with a long machete in my hand.
……
Shut up without saying anything, he stabbed a knife in the political sect. It was a powerless, full poke.
The blade tip distorted the skin of the political sect forward and at the end of the day it broke properly. The knife slipped off his hand and Sieg whispered, "Die." I tried to hit him.
The political sect waves one hand softly so as to drive away the cobae. After the sound of cutting off the air, Zeke's appearance became much more red fog and disappeared.
In front of the political sect, only his hip-to-top legs stood.
"Well, I can't move anymore."Oswald's clenching fist was on the chest of the political sect. The cane is held in his hand, and he pokes deeply into the heart of the political sect.Without a response to the pain, the political ministry said."All this is what you yourselves invited. I wish I could have had a normal life. That would have been nice if I could have sent a normal routine. You're the ones who took it. I think how many people on earth have suffered that exhaling disdain of yours. I think how many people saw the gray sky. You are mistaken. It's only when the weak gain power that someone gets hurt. But I will not make any difference to you before or after that. Instead, someone somewhere just goes unknown and desperate. You guys don't notice. The weak who gain strength become invincible. Even a screaming tragedy won't do you any more than bypass. But that's fine, you guys are intact. But it won't happen again. We resent our lack of imagination. You can't be saved. Do that for the rest of your life. You just have to be sympathetic to others, intoxicated by your normality,"It was a powerless voice as if it had lost its prestige.Oswald's stabbed wand enters the process of sealing, and the political sect is wrapped in a thread of five colors. To the way it looked, the area was quiet."Why are you doing this..."Regretful Patrick.The wind pressure around them subsides.political sect said."This is even the sight they wanted."Patrick denies it in tears. "No, there's no way."One said."I wanted to make amends. I wanted to help you...""That's an unusual help, one article. You betrayed me."Oswald said, "The traitor is your lord.""You, possessed by Adams' ideas, are no longer capable. You have no thought. Whatever you think with your old brain, all you come out with is rotten, stinky, thankful words. Nothing is more boring and pathetic than words of old age. I'm taking my time with the wind front lights.""... don't hold it for long, but be nice for a while"Pampered and slapped his hand, and Adams said to the Spirit Kings."Come on, guys, the time has come. I need your help."It was childish language.The five Spirit Kings glowed in their respective colors. Then the guardians fell from their knees on the spot, all at once."Patrick!"Sarah ran over worried. I also rushed over to Fiora regarding Borut. But the other three bodies are stagnant over the sky without being slightly mobile."Salamander, Borut. Say goodbye to your husband."The two turned to Adams at the same time, bewildered."Use the life force of the guardian for sealing. I can't help it.""What do you mean..." said Sarah."It means dying. The Guardian finishes his role today and concurrently ends his life""No! " said Borut."What do you mean? Dear Adams..."Sierra woke up her body as she supported her powerless body with both arms."... a lot of energy."Neither Zephyr nor Eliza can get up at all."The seal of the king of the abyss is a generation's decision. This is not just the sealing magic there. Even Zephyr's enlarged presence will disappear after this seal. You can't capture a king without hurting your life and existence so badly.""I know... did you decide," Sierra said."Regardless.""Really?"Khalifa and Adolph appealed together. He told me to call off the seal. But Adams says the seal has already begun and doesn't fit in.I heard a laugh at such a sight. A political sect."Huhahahahahahahaha! - Bad men and saints are a piece of paper. You guys don't know that. This happens because I don't know. Zephyr, Eliza, Elf woman, Patrick, Sierra. You guys don't think this is a big deal, do you? No, you're not, you're dying for nothing! You were given your lives by a great wizard. It would be hard to see and understand, but hey, this is no different than the fact that I've been killing people. You guys have been betrayed by Adams."political sect said."I have no sympathy"The thread that was reaching out of the guardian's hand was cut. All the threads of light bind the political sect.Not having reacted in any way to being sealed, the political ministry said Niyaniya."I remember everything you humans did to me. I'll always remember, time stops from then on. The days of abandonment begin. You guys have killed me that day, I will always remain imprisoned in those days. The people around us forget, they all live for it. I'm the only one who keeps wandering those days, looking up at the gray skies ahead of despair. Fine... I'll keep wandering forever. I am immortal. My very existence is an instant tragedy! The memories of the tragedy will not go away."The political sect was tied by a thread on each arm. It's like a silkworm. But he broke through with force, and put out only his right arm."I thought we should end this. I've been thinking about it. I have an imagination, that's why I've seen this sight so many times. When everyone has time to accuse and deny me... I'll give you guys the same disease as I do. So let's say goodbye for a while."As soon as the political sect reached into the sky, the body of three spiritual kings over the sky and two spiritual kings on the earth stopped perfectly. As if rigid."... hey, what did you do! Adams' voice sideways. "You know the otherworldly syndrome?," said the political ministry.Five spiritual kings had been drawn before the eyes of the political ministry. Can't you get your hands off a wand stabbed in the bosom of a political sect, Oswald can't even turn to the Spirit King behind you. I can't help but stare at the political sect in front of me."Don't worry, I won't waste this seal"That's what the political sect said, firstly, with his right hand and Oswald's arm cut down."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! There were seconds before I realized the pain.On Oswald's forehead screaming as he held down one arm, the political ministry gently decoped to bounce off even the dangouts. A refreshing, obnoxious sound echoed around as if the rubber ball had burst.There was no head up from Oswald's neck, and the meat was open like the tip of a used bamboo."Dear uncle..."Zells crumbles from knee to ground with his expression.The political sect grabbed Sarah's hair on the back of her head."I knew you were a fool in the abyss."Soon after Sarah said that, the political ministry laughed."You are the fool who describes the abyss as a fool. Man is an abyss, and the abyss is man. This world that flourishes on the basis of its ideas, foolish of the abyss, is crap. I'll finish it. You don't have to be King of Spirits anymore."Blood clouds black and the second is dull. Sarah intuitively feared, frightened and lost her words."- Flip prank"The political sect said pleasantly.And I changed Sarah's appearance.Beautiful woman's flesh instantly swelled up and became huge as she saw it - "Ugh, uhh...""Sarah......"Patrick reaches out in agony. But it was too late.The glittering glossy clothes of Arabia and the beautiful woman's skin, hair and beauty were all enlarged and reshaped.It had eight legs. Each leg, thick and firm, was as flexible as a tentacle, dancing with a twist and a number of suckers were visible. And it was emitting a raw odor, a strange odor.Octopus. A giant octopus the size of a mountain with blue and white skin."Kraken...... rule the sea of Banome, don't let anyone get away"Kraken's trumpet-like ambition rocked the air.Is there no more Sarah's consciousness there? He flew straight into the air and disappeared towards the sea."Sa, la......"It was the last time I saw the back of a distant octopus. Patrick's consciousness disappeared.The political sect changed the spirits in turn.He transformed Vorut, the Spirit King of Thunder, into a giant two-legged boar and named him Behemoth.He transformed Undine, the Spirit King of the Water, into a shadow whose whole body burns, and named him Ifried.He turned the earthy Spirit King Gnome into a lightning bolt that could play bee, and named it Thor.And when I tried to get my hands on Silf, the Windy Spirit King of Sierra,"Masamune, no more..."That's what Sierra left behind, losing her last power. He fell to the ground softly and did not move after that. The inversion was not made in time, and the spirits who finished their service also disappeared after their lives.To the death of Sierra, the political ministry did not even turn around."Oh, my God."Adams was in the process of regret moving to despair. Perspectives are rocking on the ground.The seal has left Oswald's hand and has already stalled at the chest of the political sect. The Spirit King also lost it. Four of them were scattered to Banome as demons."Romero, open the gates of the Temple of Consciousness. Don't touch the Demons or the Beasts."/exp, adj-na 1 uk uk uk"Wait... okay, no more," Adams pleaded. "It's not just Banome, this world breaks. They're gonna disappear! "Not that I care about you," said the political ministry. "The sea is now Kraken's, you can't leave this continent trying to thirst. The earth belongs to Behemoth, and the sky belongs to Thor and Ifried. ruled by demons, and -"All the doors of both openings, which had filled the great sky, opened. It's dark inside, and the darkness is spreading. The bumps and red eyes began to appear and soon became countless. They were all demons."It's over," Adams knelt down on the spot."- Scared by the demons unleashed on the wild."A black shadow popping out of the door simultaneously. It's like a massive colony of ants with leaking nest holes.The demons talk. The sky was filled with laughter and speech, which gradually spread to the earth as well. He is as varied as a monster.All the soldiers waiting on the horizon set up their weapons. But in an instant he opens his mouth to the number of demons who turned the sky into a dark cloud. It's over - each of them understood death without knowing it."Start a different world than this. As punishment for invading my world, I'll show you humans a fun, fun different world. You'll see a little, everyone understands. The sun will never shine again. It's an endless night to visit"A fire ran in the sky. I thought maybe a lightning bolt ran.And covered in dark clouds. The dark clouds gradually turned red. It made a gobbling sound and turned into a red sky with blue and yellow lightning running. It is the effect of fire and thunder by demons. The world is dyeing red.On earth the invasion by Behemoth and the demons begins just now. First all the troops on the horizon would be opponents, but it was the demons who had already filled the horizon."It's stunning..."Nem weakened and collapsed off his knees beside the political sect that said so.All the sealed threads are concentrated on the chest and the rest only activates. Until then, the political sect is free. Your legs move, your arms move."Sister Sierra, Patrick... everyone"It was Nem's voice."... there are people who lie. Sierra and Patrick were fooled by him. The deaths of the two men happened in such a way that they could not be stopped.""Your husband... why do you look so fine? "Hmm?""Sister Sierra is dead, isn't she? No more Toa or Suphilia..."He had a voice that stuck his breath. Disturbed breathing like hyperventilation."Right," Politburo said calmly. "It's just you now. Nem.""It's your husband's fault.""... eh""It's your husband's fault! Nem screamed. The grief's too distracting, and nem still screams."Nem......""Your husband killed you, both Toa and Sufilia. Now even Sierra...... all my nem loved ones are going to die! "Nem, humans have always discriminated against beasts like Nem, that's why you should die. If humans were gone and only beasts and demons would be a little better off.""It's a fantasy! "Fantasy... that's not true," the political sect shrugged."Your husband just admires you, he just talks about his dreams! Look at more reality, it's all your husband did! "Yes, yes," Politburo said to give up the child. "You'll get used to it soon. Demons only attack humans. This world is kind to Nem -"- Nem stabbed himself in the neck with a dagger."... nem? "Gu, uh...""Nem!"The political ministry took Nem, who shed red blood from his neck and fell beside him, with both hands."Nem, what are you doing! "Oops..."But Nem never spoke again. Slowly he closed his eyes and, quietly, took his breath away in the arms of his political ministry.Silently for a while, the political ministry was watching Nem. I never spoke of anything. Nem doesn't talk about anything anymore.The political sect's eyes were terribly open and terribly empty. I don't know where I'm looking, as if my point of view isn't right.Standing by, Romero looks like a good butler on his spine.Under the eyes of the political ministry that raised his face were Zellus, Sieg, Khalifa and Adolph, Reinhardt and the White King Knights, Adams and the observer. And one article. One article had his hands on Patrick and Sierra's bodies, sparing him a goodbye.Each was exhausted. It's spiritual.Everyone, including Adams, is down on the ground and desperate. The expression is blank."Hidakama Samune, is this the end your Lord wanted? To the voice of Adams, the political ministry turned with shaky eyes in the direction of the day after tomorrow."Well, this is all the result of the Lord's actions. No, I haven't seen the results yet. From now on, the world will perish. First of all, Banome. Death begins so much that it is no longer grief or anything, such as the death of such a beast man."The figure of the political sect instantly disappeared. The next time I showed up, I had a tense look of anger in front of Adams."Gu......"Adams was slowly lifted with his neck grabbed by the political ministry."Oh, be angry, don't be. Heh, heh. Ha ha."Adams laughed bitterly.The eyes of the political sect were open, more than necessary. It's like I don't have an emotional color when I say my white eyes are so tight that I can see them. It's still blank."What, are you regretting something? His neck was grabbed by a political sect, and Adams exploded.Black ashy shadows scattered around. Their presence, instantaneously scattered over many kilometers, drew and converged within the political clergy in a second or two.No one, nothing, reacted to the death of Adams in front of me. Probably because death wasn't uncommon now.After a while, Sieg rose up gently. Hazy eyes and a blue look. I approached the political sect with a long machete in my hand. Shut up without saying anything, he stabbed a knife in the political sect. It was a powerless, full poke.The blade tip distorted the skin of the political sect forward and at the end of the day it broke properly. The knife slipped off his hand and Sieg whispered, "Die." I tried to hit him.The political sect waves one hand softly so as to drive away the cobae. After the sound of cutting off the air, Zeke's appearance became much more red fog and disappeared.In front of the political sect, only his hip-to-top legs stood.
